Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Yang Zhuo said modestly: "It's not that exaggerated. I have been adjusting the stride length and frequency in the past few months, but I haven't made much progress. We still have a fight."

"Don't fool me, even if you don't make any progress, I can't outrun you."

Speaking of this, Hu Kai smiled again: "Actually, I'm alright, at least I can take second place, and others can only compete for third place."

Yang Zhuo couldn't help laughing out loud: "Haha, your words are a little bit hurt."

"It's the truth."

at the same time.

in the stands.

Many Peking University students came to watch the game.

Especially focus on Yang Joo.

Because he is now the most well-known athlete in Beijing University, bar none.

At this moment, a group of Yang Zhuo's classmates are chatting.

"You said that after the game, Yang Zhuo has to crush them?"

"Nonsense, it must be crushed."

"Haha, I feel like Yang Zhuo can win by running with his eyes closed."

"There's nothing like it, and it doesn't feel interesting."

"If you let people from other schools hear your words, I'm afraid they will think you are whimsical."

"That's right, except for us and Shuimu University, other schools don't know Yang Zhuo's strength."

"There is also Shuimu University's flying glasses. No. 2 is probably reserved, and other schools can only compete for the third place."

"Hahaha, let's mourn for the players from other schools."

"Hey, hey, the game is about to start!"

The sports meeting is still on track.

The referees are all national-level referees, and the competition process also has strict regulations.

After hearing the broadcast sound of everyone taking their places, Yang Zhuo twisted his neck and said to Hu Kai: "Don't keep your strength."

"I will do my best, don't be careless."

"OK."

The other 6 contestants couldn't help but glance this way when they heard the conversation between the two of them.

Some people were puzzled, some looked calm, and some had eyes full of disdain.

Yang Zhuo didn't care, nor would he care.

He walked to the starting line, checked the shoelaces, and then adjusted the running aids.

"preparation!"

Before the starter finished speaking, Yang Zhuo took a deep breath, arched his body, raised his hips, and shifted his center of gravity forward.

Then he calmed down and waited for the starting gun to fire.

This is when you need to focus the most.

There must be no distraction.

In the stands, the audience stopped talking, and the entire stadium became much quieter.

"Snapped!"

The starting gun fired, and a puff of white smoke drifted in the air.

The eight contestants rushed out like a rabbit.

Yang Zhuo was the quickest to respond.

After all, I have practiced listening to guns in the field management center for several months, and I have formed a certain amount of muscle memory.

The starting response is basically stable at around 0.15.

in the stands.

"It's started, it's started!"

The girls majoring in history are very excited.

There are only 9 boys in the whole major, which is very small.

And Yang Zhuo is the tallest, the most handsome, and the best figure.

It is not too much to say that it is "class grass".

So it is very popular with girls.

"Starting is the first, and others have no chance."

"I feel that Yang Zhuo has improved again."

"I also have this feeling. It was slower than this at the track and field exchange meeting last year."

on the runway.

Yang Zhuo has come to 20 meters and started to look up.

At this moment, except for Hu Kai, the others are obviously lagging behind.

After all, Yang Zhuo's explosive power is not comparable to them.

Even if he raised his head and accelerated within less than 10 meters, he still couldn't catch up with Yang Zhuo who had spare strength.

30 m.

Yang Zhuo shifted gears.

accelerate!

This is the first official game since he started to adjust his stride.

And it has been 2 months since the last internal test.

Li Qing only tested it in the first three weeks after returning from the Spring Festival, and failed to test it once after that.

So, now Yang Zhuo really wants to know what level he is.

Has it returned to 10 seconds 16?

in the stands.

The audience was dumbfounded.

???

what's going on?

How come the others were pulled far away at just three or 40 meters away?

There are only two people running ahead.

The first is Yang Zhuo.

The second is Hu Kai.

And Hu Kai has also been pulled away by two positions.

"come on!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

The girl majoring in history shouted excitedly.

50 m.

Yang Zhuo's speed reached its peak.

The long legs are like electric motors, tirelessly moving forward quickly.

The stride is bigger than the other 7 people.

And the stride frequency is higher than them.

Hu Kai looked at Yang Zhuo who was getting better and better, feeling very bitter in his heart.

Made.

Can't catch up, can't catch up at all.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't close the distance.

Did you just say that you haven't made much progress?

This TM is not much progress?

It is more than one grade stronger than last year's track and field exchange meeting.

Yang Zhuo didn't know what Hu Kai was thinking, he was relaxing and running at a high speed.

Compared with the previous desperate running method, it has now been changed to a relaxed running method.

It feels like the speed is not falling but rising.

in the stands.

"Fuck? What the hell is this!"

"My god, it's too fast!"

"Awesome!"

"Is this a competition? It's completely a personal show!"

"Damn, this has to be 25 meters away from No. [-] meters?"

"No. 3 is almost 10 meters away!"

"This is too exaggerated, shouldn't you be using stimulants?"